"We're going to split into two groups. Bloodseeker instructed Fenris, Taga, and his Death Knights. The crowd quickly dismantled the makeshift camp next to them. "I need ......"

There was a sudden silence around them, and the Blood Demon looked up. Deathwing returned to them, still in the same human form as before. He and Tyrone looked at each other.

"What, do you think I'm not coming back?"

"No, of course not. ”

I don't know if it was because he said something wrong, Deathwing's eyebrows furrowed, and it was clear that the dragon felt offended. The Blood Fiend realized that what he had just said might be interpreted by the other party as arrogant, so he hurriedly added, "I fully believe what you say, Lord Deathwing. ”

It seemed that the Black Dragon's anger had been appeased, and the Bloodfiend continued, "We need to go to Alterac and from there to Dalaran. Can we ask your heirs for a favor?"

"Yes. Now I will summon them. Deathwing tilted his head back, opening his mouth wide enough that a true human would never be able to reach, and let out a never-ending, piercing roar. Auditory hallucinations arose in everyone's minds, and a biting wind blew around them. The ground trembled beneath his feet, as if in response to the King of the Black Dragon. Some orcs tremble at it, and even the Blood Fiend can't maintain their inner peace.

Eventually, Deathwing closed his mouth, and his face returned to its normal state. With a smile on his face, as if pleased with the discomfort of the orcs and death knights, the black dragon said, "Alright. They'll be there right away. ”

"Thank you. The Blood Demon bowed and thanked him. He turned to the two orc chieftains beside him. Said. "Your task will be difficult, but it must be. I need you to go to the tomb of Sargeras. Although he didn't want to ask, and he was afraid that the two would refuse the task, he had to.

Taga muttered, seemingly distraught, and even the stronger Fenreth looked a little overwhelmed. "You're sending us to death!" Fenreth roared.

"Not quite. There was an artifact that Nao Zu needed. I will send Regnock to assist you and explain to you......"

"Gul'dan - even the mighty Gul'dan died there!" Fenreth interrupted him. "We've heard stories about him. Gul'dan lifted the land from the bottom of the sea, only to be torn to shreds by the monsters who guarded it. Only a few escaped, while most others died screaming in pain. There's a demon there, Bloodfiend!"

When he first heard this, the Blood Demon was amused, for the humans of this world regarded orcs as evil.

"Do you think I'd send you and one of my Death Knights to your death if I knew I wouldn't succeed?" Instead of answering the question, they exchanged worried looks. Bloodseeker flashed his trademark dead man's smile to the two. "It's better that way. Like I said, you have to find an artifact. As for the details, Regnock will tell you. Wait until you find it. Go back to the Dark Gate as soon as you can, and we will meet you there. After all, the Warsong Clan couldn't keep the Alliance's attention all the time. ”

The two chiefs nodded, looking a little more confident. Bloodseeker looked at the two of them. Taga is a good warrior, but he is not cunning enough and not smart enough. In comparison, Fenreth was much better, and as long as he was there, the chief of the Bone Chewing Clan would not do anything stupid. Satisfied, the Bloodfiend turned to the Black Dragon King, "Great Deathwing, can you take them to the Tomb of Sargeras?"

The Dragon King nodded and said, "We know the island you mentioned, and these are my descendants, and I think they are enough to carry you." ”

As the black dragon spoke, the Blood Demon heard a noise, what seemed to be the sound of heavy rain pouring around him, and raindrops hitting the ground through the air. Bloodseeker looked up, and beneath the night sky, he spotted some black shadows, but it was clearly not raindrops. Tyrone felt the ground rumble beneath his feet again. Suddenly, he noticed orange dots of light shining in the ever-growing shadows, which slowly turned into diamond-like shapes. Bloodseeker's eyes widened, realizing that the orange flashes were the scorching magma from the beast's mouth, and that the deafening noise was the sound of massive wings flapping.

The dragon swooped down, and the Blood Fiend watched in awe. When they hit the ground, the ground trembled beneath their feet, and steaming liquid flames fell from their mouths. Their smooth black scales shimmered in the starlight, and their massive claws resemble polished steel. These black dragons stood on the ground or on boulders, and for the Blood Fiend they had become one with the earth, a living, deadly being. When all the dragons had landed, they folded their massive wings and stared at the orcs in front of them with ebony eyes, their heads and tails wagging slightly. To the Bloodseeker, it felt like a cat had to study its prey before it first did, and he shuddered.

"My children are coming. Deathwing said to the crowd, with pride evident in his tone. "The strongest creature on the continent of Azeroth!" It pointed to a particularly large black dragon next to it, with two large horns on its forehead. "Saberian," the other dragons lowered their heads as he called out the name of the black dragon. "He's my lieutenant and he's in charge of everything. He and a few other companions will carry your orcs to the island you mentioned. As for the trip to Alterac, I'll take you there myself. ”

"It's my pleasure. The Bloodfiend began, but Deathwing waved his hand impatiently to shut the Bloodfiend, and the black dragon's eyes glowed red like burning charcoal. He continued, "Mortal, don't be too arrogant, I'm not doing this to show respect to you, I'm just trying to help you succeed. If you fail, my plan will be in vain. I hope you don't do that, if you want to live...... Well, at least as alive as you are now. ”

Deathwing smirked, and then the laughter began to grow louder, from a normal human laugh to darker and more terrifying. He threw his head back and raised his arms, bringing in a gust of wind. The wind blew against them, forcing the Blood Demon and the others to involuntarily lean towards the rocks behind them.

What was he doing?At that moment, the Blood Demon thought uneasily, maybe this qiē was just a low-level joke, and now Deathwing was tired of the game.

The dying campfire swayed in the sudden wind, casting strange shadows on the ground. Behind the laughing man, Deathwing's true shadow grew larger and writhed, as if it had come to life. The shadow slowly changed form, and the shadow of the dragon's wings stretched out, covering the surrounding mountains, enveloping the other black dragons and the surrounding environment. That night, the earth shook for the third time, and this time many orcs fell to the ground. Suddenly, the earth cracked, boiling steam gushed upward, and the liquid flames dripping from the black dragon's mouth seemed to be the remnants of magma from deep underground.

At the same time as the shadow changed, Deathwing's human body began to change. His form gradually blurred, as if absorbed by the shadow behind him, only his eyes were still visible. The black dragon's eyes began to lengthen and slanted, and their color turned red and bright, as if they were a reflection of the light of the flames in front of them, but in the end, a pair of eyes dwarfed the flames.

The black dragon's body and shadow were still changing. The illusory body seemed to begin to take on substance, and began to push away the nearby rocks. The body stretched out wildly, as if trying to match its shadow.

A black dragon, yes, but ...... He's not just an ordinary black dragon. He is the most powerful, the most ferocious, and the most terrifying, and he is the father of the Black Dragon. (To be continued......)